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Episode 2: Exile
It happened one arfter noon, as Jake laughed as loudly as possible as the TV played. Jay was sitting up back sorting out his fan mail.
Jay: Bill, bill, bill, you have one a free prize, bill, ransom notice, bill, bill..
Benny: Rasom notice?
Jay: Apparently some guy called Exile has captured Kelly, the bar tender.
Benny: Kelly? What is he asking for.
Jay: He is asking us to “fight in my turnament you will need to fight all of my barbaric bretherin.”
Benny: Turnament?
Jake: shouting from the lounge THAT MEANS TOURNAMENT YAH DUMMY!
Jay: Yeah, and apparently there are a lot of cool ships with big as guns and missile launchers.
Benny: Is there any hope?
Jay: There might be hope in the rest of the mail! Bill, bill, bill, hope, bill, bill and letter from a friend.
Benny: The mail system was dying fast thousands of years ago, why do we still use it now...?
Jay: Because it’s classy! Anyway, there are some good guys with big guns, who say the can defeat the bad guys with big guns, at no extra cost!
Benny: What about Kelly? She’d be caught in the crossfire, wouldn’t she?
Jay: Not with my super awesome epic plan! I’ll ring up those good guys now!
Later...
Bang! Bang!
The three ISF warships were slowly trying too work through Exiles ranks. A few lucky hits early on helped, but not enough to win the battle. It felt hopeless, but they maintained their stand. However, whilst everyone was distracted in the battle, Jay piloted his ship as close to Exile’s Doomsday Corvette as he dared. Then he put on a space suit, left Benny in charge, and began his space walk to the Doomsday Corvette. This was probably the most dangerous thing he has ever done, but it is the only way he’d get onboard undettected. His gamble payed off.
If this was anything like any other ship, everyone would look exactly the same, act exactly the same, even dress the same. Jay adjusted his smart clothes to match everyone elses, and slipped into the rush of crew members manning this or that.
Jay began his search, occasionally grabbing batteries and loading them into nearby systems to avoid arousing suspicion. He soon, found kelly, tied into a chair in that dramatic way you see in movies. A quick work of his space knife and she was free.
Kelly: Now to get out again!
Jay: I know, I know, but first...
Exile: Hold it right there you two!
*Exile had almost appeared out of thin air, holding a laser pistol pointed directly at Jay. Jay immediately grabbed his pistol too.
Jay: What do you want?
Exile: To be rid of you, Jay. To be rid of you. It wouldn’t be long before you found out about my master plan, and so I decided to get rid of you before you knew what you were fighting for.
Exile then released a horiffic maniac chuckle again. Suddenly, his arms lept for kelly and he held her tight with the pistol pointed at her instead.
Exile: On second thoughts, why don’t you... join me in my mission.
Exile was a savage, cruel and twisted mind without reason. He was plain insane
Exile: That’s your choice, you can shoot me and kelly, and leave a failure, or you can join me and we can work together.
Jay: Or I could do this!
Jay turned around and shot out the door directly into the nearby reactor. It exploded into a ball of flames, knocking everyone back. Jay then used his second shot to stun Exile. Jay grabbed Kelly as the fires from the reactor began to chase them down the hallway. As they reached the airlock, the both place space suits on as quickly as possible. The airlock cycled just in time as a second reactor exploded. Soon, Kelly and Jay were home free, aboard the Moho 1 and leaving behind the battle, but on the monitor they heard:
/transmission begin/
I will get you one day Jay, I will get you!!!
/transmission end/
